Brick looked daggers at Kianna. He was not in the mood for that shit.

"I'll explain her for you, then. That cat did something stupid, you dragged him out of the river, and she's worried about him. She probably thinks we're going to do something unpleasant to him or hold him hostage or some shit like that. Oh, and she's probably going to try to kill one of us if we don't cool this little problem down quickly. Good enough, or would you like to hear it from the end of that dagger of hers?"

He stood up again and picked up the sword, digging the tip into the gravel and looking toward the riverbank.
"If you're not going to get out of here, you freezing to death isn't my problem."

Aya gently prodded around the area of the swelling. "Well, it's not life-threatening. The water in his lungs was, but that's all gone now. I just think he's going to need to rest." She quickly check his legs and paws. "The good news is that I don't think anything's broken. He might of cracked a rib, but I can't really know for sure until he's conscious." she looked at Sacha in a rueful matter. "Unfortunately x-ray machines just don't belong in a forest."

There was little else Aya could do for Destin now but watch his breathing. She sat by his side and stroked his fur. She felt a mixture of guilt and pleasure. Here he was beside her. She hadn't realised how much she'd missed his presence. Why did it make her so happy to have him here, even in his sorry state? He was just some boy she'd met. She wrapped one arm around her legs and stared into the fire, trying to make sense of it all. The worries closed in around her. Were his campmates alright? What if one of them was injured? Where were Kianna and Brick? They weren't in trouble at the river, were they? Whoever might have harmed Destin could still be there.

"No!" Aya quickly puts her hands over Destin's body, terrified that he would run. If he did that, he'd hurt himself even more! She put little force on his body, conflicted between keeping him down and not causing him pain. "Destin, you're not captured! I just took you here because you fell into the river. Don't you remember?"

Aya relaxed and removed her hands as she saw him calm down.
"What do you mean 'supposed to save you'?" she frowned, feeling a nurturing instinct take over her. She scooped up his body and laid him on her lap, gently patting the fur between his ears. "What happened, Destin? Did someone try to hurt you?"

The words were like a knife to Aya's heart. A horrifying thought flashed through her mind. Suicide! Destin was trying to commit suicide! What had lead to this? In her days of studying how to heal people she'd of course looked into mental health, but it was really her forefront. What if he was depressed? What if he was delirious? Throughout the muddle of thoughts only one thing was clear to her. "Destin, I'd never let you die!" She pressed him closer to her and felt the uncertainty of her young age crash in. Although she wanted to be strong, she started to cry uncontrollably.